Gnash Rambler

They say the kingdom of heaven is within. So is the kingdom of hell. No need to wait until you die to see if you are a sheep or goat. Or expect Jesus to tap you with his magic stick and change your stained sheets into shining raiment, stopping your cosmic bedwetting. Nope. Floating on a cloud and eating dunking doughnuts is for the sick and lame. Nirvana eventually subsides. Heaven is a side-show barker's misdirection. Jump into the flames! You want to call security? You may as well call foul. No one's listening but your own sweet breathing, the flame you conveniently forget.